War of the Three Realms

Chapter 1711 Xuanyuan Invincible, Spirit Extinguishing Sword [-]

This mask seems harmless, but it is only allowed to enter and not to exit. Unless someone outside temporarily turns off the energy, otherwise, it can only break the space barrier.

Yang Fei is a big man who looks to be about thirty years old, with a strong face and a strong face, one can tell that he is a tyrannical madman, and his eyes are shining with a bloodthirsty terrifying light, as if he is sizing up his prey. .

"Go ahead!"

Long Xuanyu's expression didn't change at all, he said coldly and without disdain, as if he didn't pay attention to the big man in front of him at all.

Yang Huo suddenly became impatient. How can I say that I am also a super master in the middle of the king class, so I don't want to give face?
Really looking for death.

Yang Huo's eyes were even more fierce, and he sneered, "Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!"

This duel field adopts a modern design, suspended in mid-air, and can be viewed from up, down, left, and right. There are also countless large screens, all-round monitoring, in every detail.

Although the time was in a hurry, the attendance rate was astonishingly over [-]%, and there were still dragon people entering in an endless stream.

It's just that this isn't an exhibition match, and duelists don't have the habit of waiting for everyone to arrive before starting.

Under anger, Yang Chao had disappeared in place, with an afterimage, he approached Long Xuanyuan in an instant, his big fist stimulated a spark in the air, and ripples rippled in the void.

boom!
Long Xuanyuan didn't dodge or dodge, and raised his palm, he met Yang Xuan's fist directly.

The violent air wave suddenly surged up, like a hurricane raging, and a strong whistling sound broke out.

And Long Xuanyuan's messy hair flew wildly, but his eyes became brighter under close-up, as if they were about to burn.

Although Yang Chao's punch was tentative in nature, the strength contained in it should not be underestimated. After all, he is a king-level master.

The punch was useless, and Yang Huo's heart sank suddenly, and his other hand turned into a knife, slashing downwards sharply.

Whoosh, clearly visible imprints appeared in the void, and the void was split into two halves like a piece of white paper.

But Long Xuanyuan shouted loudly, and his body suddenly turned into two.

Afterimage!

As soon as the word flashed through everyone's minds, Yang Huo let out a muffled snort, and rushed forward like a kite with a broken string, and a bloody arrow gushed out of his mouth!

This sudden change was so fast that almost no one saw the process clearly. Long Xuanyuan was clearly in front of him, but somehow he ran behind Yang Rong.

As for a figure, at the moment when the void was slowly forming, the two dragon Xuanyuan on the left and right gradually dissipated!

These two are also phantoms!

The half-orc was so surprised that he almost dropped the cigar in his hand!
(End of this chapter)